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Summer Flings Lyrics - You Can't See Me - John Cena

Yeah, we doin' things now man 

It's just another day in the life y'know 

Always tryin' to do some big bid'ness 

Sometimes when we havin' fun 

Some shit goes down y'know, you ain't expectin' nothin' 

Then, somethin' come out of nothin 

 

It was just another typical day in the summer 

Me, Trademarc, Crouch and my little brother 

We put the whips out, we cruise up to the strip man 

Three wheel motion killin' fools like a hit man 

 

We on some chill shit, vibin' out 

But we still in the mix, fuck hidin' out 

On the corner of L Street, I locked eyes with her 

I ain't steppin', man, this bitch had guys with her 

 

She came through the crowd, walked over to me 

Catchin' P off guard, she actin' like she knew me 

Her name was Shannon, she was canon 

She's hangin' with Melissa, this big booty chick you couldn't miss her 

 

This chick was like a fitted cap, all over my dome 

Said, she wanna be down, but I ain't takin' her home 

That's when she said she live right down the street 

She love white chocolate, well, I got somethin' sweet 

 

Saw you walkin' down the street and I 

Heard you say you had somethin' sweet for me 

Lover 

(Somethin' sweet) 

Lover, somethin' sweet 

 

Saw you walkin' down the street and I 

Heard you say you had somethin' sweet for me 

Lover 

(Somethin' sweet) 

Lover, somethin' sweet 

 

We run game, [Incomprehensible] Blanson, what's your hon's name 

I can take an Eva hot bitch like bum change 

Playin' hard to get when I step, I'm afraid 

I can treat a chick like cheap gas and upgrade 

 

Whatever you need, whatever you want 

With Trademarc on your arm, girl, what more could you flaunt 

There's just something about us, summer fling got you wondering 

Where I'll be in spring, but that's another thing 

 

I'll be out, girl, quicker than tans 

If you want somethin' stick hurr, stick wit'cha man 

I ain't lookin' for a lover girl, I'm lookin' for sex 

I can tell you I got money or I'm pushin' a Lex 

 

Whatever gets you hot, that's what I say next 

Gettin passed through the crew, girl, that's a safe bet 

I think it's funny how it doesn't take a whole lot 

Trademarc's like an open flame, getting girls hot 

 

Saw you walkin' down the street and I 

Heard you say you had somethin' sweet for me 

Lover 

(Somethin' sweet) 

Lover, somethin' sweet 

 

Saw you walkin' down the street and I 

Heard you say you had somethin' sweet for me 

Lover 

(Somethin' sweet) 

Lover, somethin' sweet 

 

Yo, with these sweet flows, the streets knows 

Whether we pimped out in streets clothes, we the bomb like deep throws 

My speech grows to reach hoes all over the globe 

I got class like a Ric Flair robe 

 

Man, I'm in and out quick like Jordan in the zone 

D takin' out a bitch like a pass from Shaq to Kobe 

You know me with a extra set of hands 

A bitch couldn't hold me, man, I leave 'em lonely 

 

If I catch a glimpse of your chick when she smile and fine 

I make sure she lose your number, she'd be dialin' mine 

I ain't about a wife even if she won this right 

I'll fuck for seven days but stand for one night 

 

Man, we decked out John, the strict gutter 

I'll have a girl repeatin' my name in sex like the bitch stutter 

I got moves lookin' butter with a tight fade 

Forever dipped fresh man like Minot Gray 

 

Saw you walkin' down the street and I 

Heard you say you had somethin' sweet for me 

Lover 

(Somethin' sweet) 

Lover, somethin' sweet 

 

Saw you walkin' down the street and I 

Heard you say you had somethin' sweet for me 

Lover 

(Somethin' sweet) 

Lover, somethin' sweet 

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